Beautiful smile you have
I can see your soul throug your eyes
Yes! It is wonderful, wonderful!!!
Sensitive soul you care pure love in you
Innocent and delicate creature that bring hope

Faraway from you but I still feel you close to me, any time I think about you is like been in heaven. Your image is in my thoughts leaving there and penetrating into my soul; happiness, sadness, love all the feeling you make me touch for real.....! I am not in your world I am totally an estranger floating in the water of illusion of my dangerous and unconscious feelings that never end...

My blood pressure goes up just to think about you
What is wrong with me! I can't see, I can't hear, I can't talk and think properly. Pretending like nothing happen **** myself inside, but I can't do anything about it. All I know is that you are in, you control my mind and my heart.

I want to see you now, but it's impossible I know.
Talk to you about anything I wish you can read my mind, and take me where you are now- what a wonderful dream without an end, I smile every time to think, that you are in my mind I love that idea. You become love in my life, any breath that I take constantly is you only you.

Something happen in me I do not know what it is, but keep me, in to you. I miss you, any moment and I need you all the time. You can call me annoying I always found an excuse to talk to you but your answers are always idiferent to me, could be the circumstances of life or just nothing else for you.
That is my problem to think too much about you concentrate my entire soul in you why is like that no! I do not want it any more it killing me inside.

Your eyes are like an open sky,
Those eyes embrace my mind,
They don't have an end. Your eyes make me feel in love again.
When I see you, everything is perfect in my heart.
I tremble inside because of your eyes.
With your eyes; I can talk without speak, and they can feel what I feel. The mystery of your eyes have the answer of my pain, eyes  heal me, and I will be healthy again.

Fragile like the leaves in fall they don't choose a place to go after they die, my life is fragile too, As the wind  takes them off they are forced to leave, to gon off into another place where they weren't before; traveling throughout the world.